"Oh, then I'm going to see, how are you going to let me die?" Chen Liang provoked the other party. Only punched the other party, and he didn't feel enough to relieve his anger.

"You have a kind of waiting for me! provoke me fat, I will make your kid regret being born by Nima!" The guy was arrogant, but he was very consciously mocking and retreating.

Seeing that Fat Fu was about to wait for an opportunity to escape, Chen Liang rushed forward with two arrows, turned around and came with a roundhouse kick. The action is smooth and beautiful. Seeing Song Xinxin's heart fluttering, at this time, Meng Luling's boyfriend, a good friend and old rival, didn't do anything, but made her feel very proud and proud. After all, that way, her boyfriend is the best. "Honey, play well!

Chen Liang's body was shocked, and he turned around and glanced at Song Xinxin with complicated eyes. It was the first time he had ever heard such gentle encouragement from the latter. Especially the sound of "dear", which simply made his bones crispy.

On the other side, Fat Fu was kicked by Chen Liang and fell not lightly. After a long while, he barely stood up on his waist. "Grass, don't go, if you have a kind, Lao Tzu will call someone to go!"

"Okay, you'd better call a few more people over and let me warm up. Chen Liang was gearing up and couldn't wait. There are no less than 100 hooligans and gangsters who have been taught by him. And the guy who is so desperate to send it to the door is really rare for him.

Fat Fu stumbled away. At this time, Wu Yizhao said worriedly: "Chen Liang, let's leave this place of right and wrong quickly." In my opinion, that dead fat man is not easy to mess with, and if he really finds a group of helpers, won't we be in trouble?"

Meng Luling felt that it made sense when he heard it, and he also echoed two sentences. Song Xinxin said with a big grin: "Peace of mind! As long as my boyfriend is there, there is no trouble at all!"

When mentioning "my boyfriend", Song Xinxin was full of pride. Chen Liang is not a loss of Chen Liang, and today he gave her a long face again and again, so that she felt full of vigor in front of her old friends.

"Xinxin, are you serious? Are you sure?" Meng Luling didn't have the heart to compete at this time, she just hoped that there wouldn't be any big trouble.

"Hahaha, let me tell you a little secret that is not a secret......" Song Xinxin thought to herself what she was going to mention next, many people knew it, but everyone was very tacit and never said it clearly. "Chen Liang is not only my boyfriend, he is a Chinese medicine practitioner, he is also a first-class martial arts master. ”

"Martial arts?" "Master?" Meng Luling and Wu Yizhao were both a little stunned. They looked at Chen Liang seriously for a while, then looked at Song Xinxin and found that she really didn't look like a joke. But the more that happens, the more unbelievable they feel. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Chen Liang is too strong, right?"

The strength in their hearts is, of course, not just the strength referred to in one aspect. If Chen Liang is compared to a student, then he is equivalent to the kind of top student who is proficient in many subjects, whether it is physics and chemistry, literature, history and geography, or physical education, and music, and each course is extremely excellent. In comparison, Wu Yizhao, who graduated from a prestigious school and became the chief accountant of a large company at a young age, seems to have become a real scumbag. Such an existence beyond ordinary people is certainly worthy of the word "strong".

"It's okay, just watch me perform later. Chen Liang said with an oath, and threw a firm and heroic look at Song Xinxin by the way.

As a result, within a few minutes, the groping pig hand Fat Fu did what he said and brought a ticket of people over to trouble Chen Liang and his party. Some tourists around, seeing this situation, have retreated, for fear of accidentally setting themselves on fire.

Seeing that each other is stronger than the other, and they all look fierce. Meng Luling and his boyfriend Wu Yizhao couldn't help but worry about Chen Liang's safety, although he was touted as a martial arts master, but after all, the other party had a huge advantage in numbers, which was an advantage that could not be ignored.

And when the two noticed Song Xinxin's demeanor, they couldn't help but feel confused. I saw Song Xinxin leaning on the recliner and eating fruit leisurely.

"Hey, you can taste it too, this grape tastes good. Song Xinxin mistakenly thought that the two of them had just tasted it, and hurriedly handed over a bunch of grapes that were still dripping with water droplets.

The two couldn't laugh or cry, looked at each other, and reached a consensus in an instant. "Either Song Xinxin and Chen Liang are too supportive, or they are ......"

Just as they were thinking wildly, Chen Liang and the gang of fierce gods and evil spirits had already met each other.

Fat Fu had a group of buddies to help out, and his voice immediately increased by three times when he spoke. "What are you looking at? Fool, why don't you get down and shout Daddy! If you're serious, maybe I can consider letting you go!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what are you shouting?" Chen Liang pretended to be deaf and dumb, and his purpose was very simple, in order to set up a trap on the other party.

As a result, I didn't expect Fat Fu to be stupid and naïve, so he subconsciously repeated it. "Shout for what, shout for Daddy!"

"Well, good son. Chen Liang hurriedly picked up the other party's words. When Fat Fu heard this, his face instantly turned red. Embarrassed in front of so many people, he couldn't wait to break the other party's body into pieces immediately.

"I'll do it! toast and don't eat and drink, this is what you asked for, don't regret it!" Fat Fu finished speaking, waved his hand to a group of buddies, and said as if encouraging. "Brothers, you have all seen it, this fool is dragged like twenty-five or eighty-thousand, is it really reasonable not to hammer him to death?"

A group of people were inspired by Fat Fu's fighting spirit, and shouted one by one to slap Chen Liang and beat him to cry his father and mother.

Chen Liang calmly stretched out his right fist and gave a thumbs up. Everyone was stunned, and immediately thought that he was admitted. But soon, Chen Liang's fist turned one hundred and eighty degrees counterclockwise, and the praise immediately turned into contempt. Seeing that the gang was almost so angry that they vomited blood.

"Alas, if I really give birth to such a stupid son as you, won't I be angry to death if you are old?" After he finished speaking, Fat Fu and his brothers finally couldn't bear it anymore and charged forward with full anger.

Chen Liangzhu ran a few steps and jumped on the spot. kicked a side kick in the air, and the unknown guy who rushed to the front was unlucky to go to grandma's house. The kick was so hard that it flew backwards. Plop! fell into the pool.

The hooligans were stunned, and they couldn't help but feel a little creepy and sweaty. At this moment, they finally realized that the opponent in front of them, although it seemed nothing to be afraid of, at most the muscles were quite strong. According to the actual situation, this kid is clearly a master whose strength is far more than several times better than them.

"Hey, don't be in a daze. Didn't anyone teach you that when you fight, you must never leave your opponent?" Chen Liang unconsciously came behind Fat Fu, and the latter trembled all over, took a step forward suddenly, and then turned around for the first time.

As a result, Fat Fu didn't see anyone, but at this time, Chen Liang's voice came out behind him again. At the same time, a large hand was pressed on his shoulder.

"I'm Nima......" Fat Fu was constantly teased by Chen Liang, no matter how quickly he turned around and how he changed his position, Chen Liang was always able to be one step ahead of him and appear behind him. It is like a ghost that does not go away, and it makes people shudder and gasp in broad daylight.

In fact, not only Fat Fu himself feels that way, but even other second-rate people think so. It stands to reason that no matter how fast Chen Liang moves, he can only play Fat Fu alone. However, facts have proved that seeing is not necessarily believing, and their eyes cannot keep up with Chen Liang's speed at all. It is even more impossible to predict when the other person will disappear, when he will move his position, and when he will appear.

"You guys, your mouth is so stinky, I think you should really rinse your mouth!" Chen Liang grabbed Fat Fu like a docile little white rabbit.

You must know that Fat Fu is a big fat man of more than 200 pounds. Ordinary people don't talk about lifting him, even if they want to push him, it's difficult to do it. But in Chen Liang's hands, everything seems to be not a problem.